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... ted from both weather and rumor. Stone walls drank sound. Ether wards hummed low and constant, a pressure more than a noise, calibrated to allow power without letting it spill. The floor bore the scars of repetition, scored lines, impact fractures, and the faint shimmer where ether had burned and been sealed again.
Gregoris Frasner moved through it like it belonged to him.
Charles von Jaunez did not.
Not yet.
"Again," Gregoris said, calm and unyielding.
Ch ...
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